“How sure are you that it’s ruined? What if I’ve successfully made a pill with it?” Jared smirked.
“You’re joking. It’s only been ten minutes. I’ll kneel before you if you succeed!” Hosen refused to believe him.
A mystical herb like the Grus Divina would not be made into a pill in just ten minutes.
“Very well!” Grinning, Jared calmly approached the Divine Cauldron and produced a crystal-clear pill from within.
A faint glint of light emanated from around it. The crowd wore similar expressions of disbelief when Jared had succeeded in transforming the Grus Divina into a pill.
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